Juventus' preparations are in progress, and Chen Long, who has no physical strength, is also spending his five minutes on the court.
Recently, there are more and more reporters outside the training ground, especially Chinese reporters. Most of them are here for Chenlong. The legendary experience of Chenlong, a Chinese-Italian hybrid, and the news about joining Juventus are all popular among the Chinese. reason.
The club chose to conduct closed training and did not allow reporters to enter the training ground for interviews. So reporters are waiting outside the door, and the players have a quiet sky.
Juventus was training as usual today, practicing free kicks. When practicing shooting a few days ago, Chen Long showed off his free kick skills. Today, Chen Long did not join the free kick training because he had just completed fifty laps of the court and his physical strength had not returned to normal. So he had to sit on the training ground and watch his teammates train.
There are not many free kick masters in the Juventus team currently, but Pirlo is definitely a top master. His falling leaves have killed countless teams, and he recently scored one in the European Cup.
Chenlong was watching Pirlo's free kick from the sidelines. Chen Long is also a free kick expert, so he is naturally particularly interested in free kicks. His self-taught scimitar and tomahawk free kicks are definitely no worse than Pirlo, or even better.
Falling leaves were cut, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of Chenlong's mouth.
He thought of the strange dream he had a few nights ago, the thing called Star Tears, the thought called Star Tears, the thought that could copy football skills.
So he sat here purposefully, learning Pirlo's free kicks on the spot, or in other words, trying to copy Pirlo's free kicks, to prove whether there is really such a thing as copying.
Pirlo gracefully placed the ball gently on the grass and backed away slowly.
Pirlo in free throws is not as exaggerated and domineering as Cristiano Ronaldo, nor as unrestrained as Beckham, nor as weird and changeable as Ronaldinho. He just relaxed his body naturally, took a slow approach, took off his feet, and released the ball. His movements were casual, and the ball was played with care, drawing a beautiful arc.
In early autumn, the fallen leaves are startling, and they are floating like a guest's heart. The ball flew towards the goal with a kind of wandering chill, floating like a fallen leaf, moving forward at will, seemingly unintentionally, but actually intentional. Then, as if it had encountered prey, the ball suddenly fell rapidly, and it was chopped down without any forward movement. Just like Jing Ke stabbed Qin, he sacrificed his life for righteousness with just one sword.
Pirlo shot ten falling leaves in a row. Chen Long watched from the sidelines and put it all into his mind.
Compared with the battle axe, Luoye is less domineering, more persistent, and more chilling! It's not like Chen Long has never seen Pirlo take free kicks before, but this time he can watch and learn from such a close distance. Naturally, Chen Long can experience more and gain a lot.
Previously he thought Tomahawk was the most domineering free kick and the best free kick, but after this observation, he was full of infinite respect for Pirlo, that kind of persistence, that kind of chilling charm, that kind of King-like temperament, what kind of spirit and sedimentation is that, this is not something ordinary people can achieve. Cristiano Ronaldo can't do it, he can't do it, only Pirlo can do it! He believed so firmly in his heart.
But in my mind, I didn’t feel like I was copying his skills like a copy machine, nor was I pasting and copying like a computer... The only feeling was that... I wanted to play in person. Feet falling leaves... ..
What? Do I kick fallen leaves too? Can I kick? meaning? Why do I feel like I’ve learned how to fall leaves? How did this idea come to my mind? I haven't practiced yet...
Wait, it seems like the leaves are really falling in my heart? After watching Pirlo's Falling Leaves just now, why did the kicking method of Falling Leaves suddenly come to my mind
Chenlong patted his head with his hand, feeling like something was stuffed into his head. Suddenly, he felt familiar with fallen leaves...
Evil... Weird... Although I have had dreams and it has been proven, but today at the scene, an extra skill suddenly appeared in my mind, and it still felt weird!
Success? Copied? that's all?の...
... ... .
Okay, just accept it... I want to kick the ball, I want to kick the fallen leaves...
He stood up and walked to where Pirlo took the free throw.
"Andrea, let me do some kicks too," Chen Long greeted politely.
"Okay, let's torture Buffon together." Pirlo replied affirmatively.
Buffon had been standing guard at the door, listening to the shameless conversation between the two people, with a depressed look on his face. Of course, the two of them thought that Chen Long was going to use the Full Moon Scimitar or the Battle Ax again.
There was no pretense or measurement, he just relied on his feeling and walked behind the ball, naturally! Relying on the understanding of Luo Ye Zhan just now, he took a step forward, raised his legs, and shot. The three actions were completed in one go, and the ball flew straight to the goal just like Pirlo's penalty just now.
It's just that this ball is a little green. If Pirlo's fallen leaves are a bottle of old wine, and Chenlong's penalty is a bottle of freshly brewed wine, the taste is completely different, but they are both so persistent. So chilling.
"Hey! This ball, this shooting method, is completely my fallen leaf!" Pirlo's eyes flashed and he couldn't help but be shocked.
Even though Buffon hit the ball, he was also amazed.
"Good boy, I'm starting to be jealous of you. When did you learn this?" Pirlo ran up and patted Chen Long on the shoulder.
"の, to be honest, I just learned it." Chen Long said it truthfully with some embarrassment.
"Just... don't tell me, you just watched a dozen shots and you learned..." Pirlo muttered to himself in disbelief.
Giovinco, who was watching from the side, couldn't help but said, "Xiao Longlong, what international joke are you making? If you learn a skill in a few minutes, how can we still fool around..."
"I xxxxx you,"
"I xxxxxxxxxxxxxx you"
... ... .
Countless teammates cast murderous looks, envy, jealousy, suspicion
Do you still want to live? The full moon scimitar, the battle axe, and the falling leaves, the three major free kick skills, have all been learned by this guy, but he has just learned them
Of course no one believed this, and it wasn't like making a movie. How could there be such a magical thing in the world? The facts he Chen Long told were, in everyone's opinion, completely untrue.
Even if it is true, they are more willing to believe that this is the result of Chenlong's thirteen years of hard training in football, rather than something he has just learned. The fact that this is so depressing is simply ridiculous.
So Chenlong finally explained that he was joking just now, but he had actually been practicing secretly for a long time, which slightly calmed the strong imbalance in everyone's hearts.
Just imagine, there is a player next to you whose skills are many times better than your own. If this player who is so good only needs a few minutes to learn a new move, how many times would you want to die
Not long after Chenlong calmed down the matter, he suddenly heard a voice, which made Chenlong jump a few times in fright.
"That's right! Pirlo's fallen leaf ball is just a copy. Look at how awesome my great genius is. I have brought you another skill."
"Damn it, you come out in broad daylight to scare people!" Chen Long broke out in a cold sweat.
"I'm not a ghost, I'm Xing Lei, I told you."
"Oh no, you even know what I'm thinking?"
"Of course, I am one of your thoughts, so whatever you do is reflected in your mind."
"...Then I'm not being monitored by you all the time?" Chenlong broke out in cold sweat again and froze on the spot. He found that things were not so beautiful, but a little bad.
"You watched me while I was masturbating?"
"I saw it once..."
"I wipe..."
"I usually only show up for football-related things... Last time you were masturbating while watching football, so..."
"Don't show up in anything that has nothing to do with football in the future." Chen Long's face was already very dark.
"You can call me from now on, call me Xing Lei in your heart, and I will appear."
"... ... .."
“………”
"By the way, you know all three free kick skills, let me help you fuse them together."
"Do you still have the function of fusion?" Chenlong was shocked again and was speechless.
"Yes, after copying, we can fuse similar skills together. Isn't it cool?"
"Let's melt it, when will it be done?" Chenlong has already acquiesced to this abnormal and powerful fact.
"Half an hour."
"..." Chenlong was speechless again.
... ...
Just like this, one person and one thing, just communicating with their thoughts, completely ignoring the other people on the field.
What a hell in broad daylight. . . . .